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OOC: For Papillon24 and I
A world that has been almost destroyed by a war that has lasted centuries, an island where the final two opposing warriors have found each other, both hunting the other and looking forward to the ensuing battle.
Two races, both similar in pride and human like construction, one a dominant female race, the other a dominating male race, they are about to begin the final vicious struggle under the Planet with Three Moons.
Talon Krell, a dark haired and skinned man, six foot and two hundred pounds of trained muscle, a brutal and honorable man who has promised upon the sight of his blue eyes to win in the coming battle, or die trying…
IC: My name is Talon, I stand on the shores of an island I was deliberately marooned on, knowing my death was the least thing that might happen in the battle yet to come. I am a warrior, bred and trained to be a warrior since birth, cruelty and the ability to inflict pain are assets and some of the reasons I was chosen for this honor.
I have pledged my life to win this battle, not just to kill my opponent, but to break her, make her my willing toy as a demonstration to the last of her kind. It is my destiny, my honor to do so, for I am but a…warrior of the three moons.
I watch her own transport coming down and move towards it, bringing the battle to her as i know no other way, my powerful legs churning beneath me and moving me quickly in the direction she will land in.
I am Talon, a blade...a tool to be used with deadly efficiency, and I will be used on her without mercy...
A world that has been almost destroyed by a war that has lasted centuries, an island where the final two opposing warriors have found each other, both hunting the other and looking forward to the ensuing battle.
Two races, both similar in pride and human like construction, one a dominant female race, the other a dominating male race, they are about to begin the final vicious struggle under the Planet with Three Moons.
Talon Krell, a dark haired and skinned man, six foot and two hundred pounds of trained muscle, a brutal and honorable man who has promised upon the sight of his blue eyes to win in the coming battle, or die trying…
IC: My name is Talon, I stand on the shores of an island I was deliberately marooned on, knowing my death was the least thing that might happen in the battle yet to come. I am a warrior, bred and trained to be a warrior since birth, cruelty and the ability to inflict pain are assets and some of the reasons I was chosen for this honor.
I have pledged my life to win this battle, not just to kill my opponent, but to break her, make her my willing toy as a demonstration to the last of her kind. It is my destiny, my honor to do so, for I am but a…warrior of the three moons.
I watch her own transport coming down and move towards it, bringing the battle to her as i know no other way, my powerful legs churning beneath me and moving me quickly in the direction she will land in.
I am Talon, a blade...a tool to be used with deadly efficiency, and I will be used on her without mercy...